Danger
Disclaimer: All of the 'Outsiders' characters belong to S.E. Hinton.
All: Thanks for all of the positive reviews! Sorry it took me so long to update! Just got off a long weekend, and then fanfiction wouldn't work! Correction, won't work, isn't working!! Grrrr. Anywho, now I can write and catch up on that! Here is chapter five! Enjoy!
Chapter 5:
Pony
"He should be able to go home later this afternoon." The doctor said as he checked Soda's vitals and such, "He is coming along much better then we originally thought." I looked over at my brother sleeping as peacefully as he could in a hospital bed.
"His emotional well being is another story, though. He has been through a horrible ordeal. A police officer is coming by in a couple of hours. He has some routine questions he needs to ask."
"Have they even started to look for the person who did this?" Dally asked.
"You'll have to ask the officer. I only take care of the patients; they do all of the investigating." The doctor said as he filled something out on his little clipboard thingy. Then he gave us all a brief smile before he left the room.
"If they don't find out who did this," Darry said, " then I will!"
A couple of hours later (about twelve hands of go fish, to be more specific) the police officer finally showed up.
"My name is Blair Heagle. I am the one looking after the gas station case." He introduced himself, and we did the same.
"Have you caught the jerk who did this, yet?" Dally asked.
"Unfortunately all of the evidence was destroyed in the explosion. We don't have any leads at this point."
Two-Bit looked exasperated, "So basically you've done nothing!"
"We were waiting for the doctor's permission to talk to Sodapop." The officer pointed out.
"Well whoever did this has probably fled the country by now!" Steve yelled, impatiently.
"We have reason to believe that this was no accident. The person who did this to Sodapop wanted him dead. When he or she finds out that he is still alive, chances are they'll go after him again."
"So what are you going to do about it?" Darry asked.
"Everything we can. We'll talk to Sodapop, and hopefully he'll be able to give us an accurate description of the person and/or people. Maybe he even knows them. Then we will keep an eye out."
Steve interrupted, "Keep an eye out?! What good is that going to do? Keeping an eye out."
"That's all we can offer at this point. Now if you'll excuse me I need to go talk to Sodapop." The officer made us wait outside the room while he went in to talk to Soda.
" 'We'll keep an eye out'" Steve mimicked in an annoyed tone, "Puh-lease. I could watch over Soda better then those ungrateful."
"At least they think they're doing something now." Two-Bit rolled his eyes as he dug some change out of his pocket and went to the vending machine. In a couple of minutes, we heard Two-Bit cursing, kicking and hitting the vending machine.
"Cruddy vending machine," he muttered, "Eat my bloody dollar again and I'll show you who's boss."
"Having problems, Two-Bit?" Johnny asked.
"Don't worry, Johnny-Cakes I can handle it." Two-Bit said as he backed up and then took a run at the machine throwing all of his weight against it, as he done so.
"Two-Bit, what do you want in there?" I asked as I went to take a look at the prices.
"Mickey jujubes." He pointed them out to me.
"Uh-huh. And how much money did you put in?"
"A dollar." He whined, and then glared at his newfound enemy (the vending machine).
I put in a quarter, and Two-Bit's candy popped out.
"You're my hero." Two-Bit said as he ate the Mickey jujubes (that had to have been in there at least two years, they were as hard as a rock) with satisfaction. Then he said to his jujubes, "And you're my dinner."
All right! I finally updated! I can't believe how long it's been! I am SOOO sorry about that. Anyway, is there anything special you guys would like to see in the next couple of chapters? If so please say in a review! Thanks a bunch!!
Disclaimer: All of the 'Outsiders' characters belong to S.E. Hinton.
All: Thanks for all of the positive reviews! Sorry it took me so long to update! Just got off a long weekend, and then fanfiction wouldn't work! Correction, won't work, isn't working!! Grrrr. Anywho, now I can write and catch up on that! Here is chapter five! Enjoy!
Chapter 5:
Pony
"He should be able to go home later this afternoon." The doctor said as he checked Soda's vitals and such, "He is coming along much better then we originally thought." I looked over at my brother sleeping as peacefully as he could in a hospital bed.
"His emotional well being is another story, though. He has been through a horrible ordeal. A police officer is coming by in a couple of hours. He has some routine questions he needs to ask."
"Have they even started to look for the person who did this?" Dally asked.
"You'll have to ask the officer. I only take care of the patients; they do all of the investigating." The doctor said as he filled something out on his little clipboard thingy. Then he gave us all a brief smile before he left the room.
"If they don't find out who did this," Darry said, " then I will!"
A couple of hours later (about twelve hands of go fish, to be more specific) the police officer finally showed up.
"My name is Blair Heagle. I am the one looking after the gas station case." He introduced himself, and we did the same.
"Have you caught the jerk who did this, yet?" Dally asked.
"Unfortunately all of the evidence was destroyed in the explosion. We don't have any leads at this point."
Two-Bit looked exasperated, "So basically you've done nothing!"
"We were waiting for the doctor's permission to talk to Sodapop." The officer pointed out.
"Well whoever did this has probably fled the country by now!" Steve yelled, impatiently.
"We have reason to believe that this was no accident. The person who did this to Sodapop wanted him dead. When he or she finds out that he is still alive, chances are they'll go after him again."
"So what are you going to do about it?" Darry asked.
"Everything we can. We'll talk to Sodapop, and hopefully he'll be able to give us an accurate description of the person and/or people. Maybe he even knows them. Then we will keep an eye out."
Steve interrupted, "Keep an eye out?! What good is that going to do? Keeping an eye out."
"That's all we can offer at this point. Now if you'll excuse me I need to go talk to Sodapop." The officer made us wait outside the room while he went in to talk to Soda.
" 'We'll keep an eye out'" Steve mimicked in an annoyed tone, "Puh-lease. I could watch over Soda better then those ungrateful."
"At least they think they're doing something now." Two-Bit rolled his eyes as he dug some change out of his pocket and went to the vending machine. In a couple of minutes, we heard Two-Bit cursing, kicking and hitting the vending machine.
"Cruddy vending machine," he muttered, "Eat my bloody dollar again and I'll show you who's boss."
"Having problems, Two-Bit?" Johnny asked.
"Don't worry, Johnny-Cakes I can handle it." Two-Bit said as he backed up and then took a run at the machine throwing all of his weight against it, as he done so.
"Two-Bit, what do you want in there?" I asked as I went to take a look at the prices.
"Mickey jujubes." He pointed them out to me.
"Uh-huh. And how much money did you put in?"
"A dollar." He whined, and then glared at his newfound enemy (the vending machine).
I put in a quarter, and Two-Bit's candy popped out.
"You're my hero." Two-Bit said as he ate the Mickey jujubes (that had to have been in there at least two years, they were as hard as a rock) with satisfaction. Then he said to his jujubes, "And you're my dinner."
All right! I finally updated! I can't believe how long it's been! I am SOOO sorry about that. Anyway, is there anything special you guys would like to see in the next couple of chapters? If so please say in a review! Thanks a bunch!!